"Xiaoxiao~ When are you coming back? I miss you so much~" Zhou Jichu routinely complained on the phone.

"Why, you missed me after only a few days?" Fu Xiaoxiao is accompanying Director Wang in the studio.

"It's a little bit, I'm alone in the office, it's too boring!"

Zhou Jichu heard a whoosh-wow cry from the other side of the phone, and couldn't help asking:

"What are you doing over there? Sounds pretty hilarious! ”

"The director is swearing, do you want to listen to it?"

"Hmm... Never mind. ”

"By the way, when are you coming back? Last time, I said that it would be three times this week, but I haven't decided yet. Zhou Jichu looked at the sticky notes on the computer and made sure that what he said was right.

"It's hard to say, because of the weather, many scenes have been moved to the shed and filmed, which is completely different from the original script design, so I'm not sure when we can go back."

"That's right..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to go back and scold you this week, wait!"

"Then you'd better not come back!"

"Cut~ I won't tell you yet, it's time to shoot, I have to keep an eye on it."

"Okay, okay, you go quickly."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xiaoxiao immediately regained her serious expression, and then returned to the monitor.

Zhou Jichu hung up the phone, smirked at the air, and then rummaged around at his workstation.

In the past half a month, Zhou Jichu has been fishing every day except for the afternoon to find the disappearing reminder.

After punching in every morning, she arranges all the time by herself. Zhou Jichu, who has always been an obedient employee, has no idea what to do with this large amount of time, brushing dramas, writing scripts, urging drafts, and eating, these four things go on and on, and no one can bear it.

And the boss won't catch you yet, because he's busy too. Not to mention the other groups, either to negotiate a contract or on the way to a contract. In short, it's idle!

Idle to mold.

"Squeak~squeak~"

Just when Zhou Jichu was about to sleep more than two o'clock in the morning, the mobile phone rang.

Zhou Jichu hurriedly opened his mobile phone, and when he saw that it was Lan Feng's news, he felt happier than winning the jackpot.

"Don't be idle at home, take a look at the competition jointly organized by several studios, remember to participate!"

Then, a WeChat public account was pushed over.

Zhou Jichu clicked on it and took a look, it was not bad with the essay contest held by the school, but if he won the competition, he could go to a foreign company for free to study for half a year.

Zhou Jichu is not interested in further study, after all, this kind of good thing will never come to his head. Just take it as a way to pass the time and find something to do, Zhou Jichu signed up.

Besides, the contestant needs to provide the author's complete script, and Zhou Jichu has not written it yet!

Looking at the materials accumulated in his hand in the past six months, Zhou Jichu thought about it and began to write his own script.

Fu Xiaoxiao also saw this competition, but the more important thing at the moment is to end the shooting, and the rest should be pushed back.

In the afternoon, I went to the Disappearing House as usual to urge the draft, and the Vanity also adapted to such a life, waiting on time every day to open the door to Zhou Jichu.

"Chu Chu is here, freshly peeled apples!"

Disappearing, almost flattering, he brought the apple to Zhou Jichu.

"Old Duan, it's useless to bribe me." As he spoke, Zhou Jichu still skillfully took out a toothpick.

"Oops~ This apple is not as sweet as the supermarket downstairs, don't buy them next time."

"Yes~ Listen to you!" Vanishing smiled in agreement.

"Alright, that's all for today. You please~"

After Zhou Jichu finished speaking, he put away the smile on his face, and gestured with his hand in the direction of the study.

"So fast?"

"It's fast! It's too late to make it up! Zhou Jichu said, and directly pushed the disappearing back.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go."

Turning around, Vanishing looked at the study with a sad face, and walked over like a walking corpse.

Seeing him close the door, Zhou Jichu also put the apple aside, turned on the computer and began to type his script.

Deletion, deletion, modification, deletion, deletion. I wrote it for a long time, and I didn't even finish writing an outline.

For the first time, Zhou Jichu felt that it was not easy to write a manuscript. In the past, I just wrote about the ending and details, and I didn't have to think about it so much.

Now that it was his turn, Zhou Jichu understood that it was not easy for Lan Feng and disappearing.

I looked at the study, and I didn't find a reason to come out today.

Zhou Jichu closed the computer, took a yogurt from the refrigerator, and then went to the vanishing study.

Opened the door quietly, but the moment the door opened, Zhou Jichu still met the disappearing gaze. The scene was awkward for a while.

"Ahem~ I'll see where you wrote." Zhou Jichu's explanation of the weakness of his heart.

He put the yogurt in his hand and glanced at the computer screen.

"Still can't write a word?"

Zhou Jichu looked at him helplessly.

"Don't panic!"

Disappearing knocks out the word "ending".

"Look, that's it!"

Zhou Jichu tried to control his expression, but he wanted to punch him.

"Then you can see what Party A asks for? Isn't it good to write as required? Zhou Jichu said, and went to find the previous document bag.

Okay~ I haven't dismantled it.

"Is it really Party A's?"

"Or else! Breach of contract? Zhou Jichu said angrily.

Although with his own qualifications, he is really not qualified to be angry with a god-level author. But in the past few days, he has only been prompted with the word "ending", and Zhou Jichu is really angry.

"Then I'll take a look."

As he spoke, he took the document in Zhou Jichu's hand. Seeing him flip through the documents, Zhou Jichu softened again.

The biggest pain of writing an essay is probably not being able to write what you want to write.

But that's not the case now, it's like wanting to write but can't write it. Who wouldn't want a good ending to their story?

"Forget it, I'll see it tomorrow! Think about it today, I'll accompany you. ”

Zhou Jichu put away the documents in his hand and went outside to bring his computer.

"What are you writing about?" Vanishing asked curiously.

"Sister Lan asked me to participate in an essay contest and write a manuscript!"

"Oh~ It's already a game. That game was good, Chu Chu was awesome! ”

Zhou Jichu gave him a roll of his eyes, and then continued to write the outline.

After thinking about it, Zhou Jichu searched for this competition.

Sure enough, the inaugural champion of this competition was gone. And he became an instant hit because of this.

Looking at the way he was buttoning his fingernails at the computer screen now, Zhou Jichu really couldn't figure out how he could become like this.

Because of a girlfriend? I didn't see how he missed her, and besides, he changed so many girlfriends later, and his true feelings were not necessarily true.

Is it really because he is old that Jiang Lang is exhausted?

"What are you staring at me for? Could it be...? ”

was in a daze, and was shouted by disappearing, Zhou Jichu completely denied his previous thoughts.

Love to write or not!